"How could you kill him?"
After everyone had signed, Glaya finally approached Lynn.
Looking at Mark lying on the ground, he asked with some regret.
"If we had captured him and interrogated him properly, maybe we could have found the mastermind he mentioned."
"Sorry," Lynn said helplessly, "I heard him say that he wanted to blame the death of these three hundred people on Princess Ivyst, and I was too angry and acted impulsively."
"Uh, I understand, don't be too hard on yourself."
Seeing his loyal demeanor, Glaya was momentarily lost for words and hurriedly comforted him.
After all, everything that had happened today was thanks to Lynn.
Otherwise, he would still be begging everywhere, trying to ditch this mess.
Fortunately, everything was resolved.
Watching the refugees enter the city one by one after receiving permission, Glaya's heart finally settled down.
"I'll take care of the rest, I will temporarily house these refugees in the Augusta family's properties."
